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As soon as I get a new girlfriend, I meet another girl which is nicer and more beautiful than my girlfriend. And because I can't say "no", I try to make out with both. Yeeah... long story short: They ALWAYS find out about the other girl and then I am the asshole.
Poor me! :(
Because my mother called me "a lazy bastard", I peed on her bed and dropped her phone in the toilet. She is phoning all day long and if she isn't on the phone, she's in her bed, watching TV. And then she says to me I am lazy?!
I'm a straight guy, 21, never thought about other guys during my life. Recently I moved to the country side with my family and began feeling quite lost because I didn't have my old friends anymore, so I made friends with a next door neighbour, he's 19 and lives with his family as well. I saw him a few times from my window playing with his dog in the garden but only met him a week or so later when going on a walk through the country lanes.
I introduced myself and we got chatting and hit it off right away, we found we had a lot of things in common like favourite shows and video games, so we began hanging out most evenings, playing some video games or pool in his dad's game room. It helped me a lot to feel at ease in my new area as there wasn't much around to do in the evenings. We developed a good friendship.
After a few weeks, one night when playing some Ark, he opened up to me and revealed he was gay. I already had my suspicions because he was quite feminine and spoke softly. He asked if it was an issue for me but I said it's totally fine. We talked a bit that evening because he explained he never told anyone face to face before, and felt good to talk aloud about his sexuality.
Some months passed, we were close friends by now, enjoyed hanging out with each other and we opened up about struggles we have, things like mental health and insecurities. One night after a few drinks, he told me how he wished I was into guys as I'm a great match for him. It was a little awkward but I said he'll find someone someday. After that he became distant from me, didn't wanna hang out much anymore and I felt like he was avoiding me.
So I guess around 9 or so days later I went over to see him when I noticed he was in the garden and asked why he's been avoiding me, he said he had felt embarrassed about saying what he said to me and confessed he has a crush on me and feels down that I can't ever be his. I told him I'll always be his best friend and said I miss hanging out with him, that what he said is fine so we put it behind us and went back to how we were
But from then on, knowing he had a crush on me began playing on my mind and I couldn't help but start looking at him differently, he's a feminine guy and he does have a cute face. I don't ever see myself being in a relationship with a guy but I began thinking about him sexually when jerking off. Mainly imaging him blowing me, it turned me on in a way most other things didn't. I wanted to suggest something to him for a while but kept bottling it.
Until one night on the weekend, we had been having a few things again and were pretty drunk. I asked him when he realised he was gay, he told me he always knew because of how he admired guys at school. He told me a story of how one of his friends showed him his abs one day and it got him fired up that when he got home he skipped dinner to jerk off. I took my opportunity and lifted my shirt up to show him most of my torso and said "like this?" He got really flustered and looked away saying "oh my god" with a laugh. I found his reaction really alluring.
So I asked what else he likes, he was speechless, he didn't know what to say and couldn't stop laughing nervously. But I encouraged him by saying "you can tell me, I'm curious". He said "you know what else" but I teased more by saying "no I don't, I'm not gay remember". He was so shy I thought he was gonna burst, I was sure he wasn't brave enough to answer so I just moved down my bottoms a bit so he could see my underwear, I was semi-hard so there was quite a bulge.
The look on his face is still something that turns me on every time I think about it. He was frozen, mouth partly open and still so flustered. But the look in his eyes was lustful, I'd never seen his eyes that way before. "You can watch me if you want" I said before taking out my dick and began running my hand along it. He was watching me, still looking frozen and shy, most likely because he was a virgin and never as much as kissed someone before, but I could tell that he also loved it.
Soon enough he was fidgeting, readjusting himself, I said "you can touch yourself if you need to". He really didn't seem shy anymore with how he laid back and began jerking his cock too. He even look feminine doing that and he made little whimpering noises. I don't know if it was because he was so turned on or to turn me on more, but it was very sexy. Hearing a guy moan in such a submissive and soft way almost made me cum right away.
But I held it and when I couldn't hold it anymore, I came over his bedsheets and he came over his chest. I left pretty much right away because we were now both embarrassed at what happened, but I often wonder what he did with my cum once I left.
We jerked off together often from then and it eventually lead into him blowing me pretty much every day. And since then I've always wanted to make more gay friends, as I've found they make very good friends indeed
For years now I've engaged in masturbation sessions while talking to phone helpline counsellors about fictitious issues that have a sexual undertone but never directly relate to sex. Having my mind taken off the fact that I'm playing with my cock enables me to edge for hours and with the addition of aphrodisiacs in the form of recreational stimulant drugs it can be mind blowingly intense and orgasmic for a prolonged period. I make sure I have ample time and set the mood so I can totally relax and get into my story of anxiety and guilt over my varied self destructive behaviours with my unsuspecting phone counsellor/sex operator. The more concerned and sympathetic they are the more arousing it is. They use terms like " I imagine it's very hard " or " you sound like you need to take control " and then, " what do you think you could do to relax and take your mind of it, is there an activity you used to do that made you feel good that you haven't done for a while ???, what about something as simple as taking a warm relaxing bath ???. Oh fuck yeah, sometimes I'll go all the way and take the chance by replying that a warm bath sounds wonderful, and that I'm a bit embarrassed to say but I used to use masturbation to help feel better but I'd lost interest in that. Most will respond positively and reassure you that you can talk about anything without them judging you. One even suggested masturbation as a stress relief mechanism and that if I was having trouble with the desire to self medicate with self pleasure try using internet porn as a way of sparking arousal. " really, I have seen the odd movie years ago but I guess I could have a look online, is there like, full sex and like a movie I saw once with two girls and a guy ? I ask. There anything you can think of, I'm not an expert she says but there's everything and anything people might do or enjoy sexually, really, I'd be happy if I could even find a video of a nice girl masturbating too I say, oh there's plenty of that she says as I blow all over myself trying not to moan out loud into the phone. It's terrible I know, using the wonderful souls that volunteer their time to help others but the soothing sound of a sweet caring female voice is such a turn on.......... and it's free. I get racked with guilt and shame afterwards but I do it again when I feel the need, it's like an addiction and adds another horny dimension to my portfolio of secret sexual behaviours.
i have a crush on a friend who has a girlfriend. today we played sports and i got really horny watching him, but then his girlfriend showed up and he started kissing her and now im in my room fantasizing i was her 🫠🫠
#friend #bestfriend #jealousy #crush #lust
I'm 13 almost 14 and I'm bi. I like this girl in my dance class. she is blond, average height, pretty, and nice. I also like this boy in my school who likes me back. He is tall, has brown hair with a blond spot on the top of his head, he is also one of the most handsome boy/man I have ever seen. Thu is just backstory. I trusted a friend by telling him the two people I liked but because I go to a catholic school and my parent are super religious I pretended he girl I like (her name is Nicole) was a boy. He believed it. I also told him the boy I like (his name is Alex) I have liked for 3 years. Now fast forward a couple of weeks...I had just so happen to mention that I dated this friend (the one I told) for 24 hours. He apperently was embarrassed by this so he thought it would be good payback to tell just about everyone the names of the people I like. I said Nicole's name is Ben though, but there is a boy named Ben in my grade who is attractive but not near attractive of Alex or the beauty of Nicole. So this friend told just about my entire grade but this is not good because I don't think I'm pretty, but everyone says I am. I don't talk to this friend anymore because he betrayed my trust and I just don't want to ever speak to him again
My girlfriend wanted to tie her to the bed and do everything I want with her. (she had seen this on the internet)
As you can imagine I tied her up really tight.
Then I farted in her face, got on my computer (which is in another room) and played Battlefield for 2 hours.
She was furious but it was worth it.
#tie #bed #girlfriend #fart #battlefield #computer #internet
A girl friend and I (f) had a long talk on the phone, not having seen each other in years and not having talked in over a year.
It got onto the topic of sex, as she's very promiscuous and I'm a virgin (not by choice). She was telling me all these things about how she loved to do this and that to women, and how she either had done or wanted to do to people we knew in school. Admittedly, I was somewhat jealous.
Then we were discussing her flying out to see me, and she said, "Then I can take that cute virginity of yours."
Of course my shyness had me denying that as she continued to tease me, but on the inside I was absolutely elated. That night I was masturbating to the thought of her eating me out, even though I NEVER imagine people in real life! (That's just asking for trouble!)
I know she was only joking, but I REALLY wish she wasn't.
I am straight, and hyper sexual. I really enjoy being dominated sexually, even by men. I also enjoy sexual humiliation, emasculation, cuckold play, as well as any and all sexual attention. Have had my best friend in HS, 2 military roomies and several of their friends, a gay couple neighbors, and for the last 5 years have my old trans lady who is an adult film actress, who is hung like nothing i ever seen, dominate me, and use me sexually and usually daily or more. I love the feeling of a real penis penetrating me, and love being used by others for their pleasure. I enjoy being pegged, but even the most realistic squirting dongs do not compare. To the real thing. I am not attracted to men, but do love arousing anyone, and love the sight and sound of showing off to men and women as they pleasure themselves. I have never been sexually abised, raped or anything. I enjoy having my butt smacked and grabbed by men, and find when a man smacks my ass and shows me his erect penis a total turn on that also turns me into a submissive slut. I love women, love tits and ass, but the orgasms from being pounded by a hung man or trans and feeling them spew their goo deep inside me takes the cake as far as most pleasureable experiences go.
I just had my old neighbor, the trans lady, dominate me, in a public park, and let her film the entire thing. She made me meet her wearing thong panties and running shorts, and as i type this, her two loads are dripping down my leg, and i have her cum all over my face, and now have two strangers jerking off to add to it, while the trans neighbor is about to be fucking me again on a picnic table in this park, and she is filming me as i stroke these guys, and fondle their balls begging for them to cum all over my slutty cum dumpster face.
I am a straight guy, who enjoys being used like a whore by men, and being a sex slave to a hung trans lady, more than i enjoy being with a woman. To ice the cake, meeting my GF, who this hung black guy who is friends with the trans lady is going to fuck both of us, as he shows her the video of me.
so I am a m13,it was when I was 10 men and my bestfriend devin (11 )were playing watching tv in my house we were alone.Devin asked me to get on the floor I did as told then he pulled down my pants sucking my 7in dick,at first I didn't know what to do so I just stayed then u was enjoying it I told him to pull of his shorts he had a 6in, I stating sucking then we both went in the bathroom and went naked then he told me to bend over I did he put his dick inside of me he was starting to cum I swallowed it all then u fucked him rough he was moaning so loud but my mom wasn't home it felt good. Now I'm moved and now I'm bisexual I still think and dream about him I miss him.
I'm currently 14 years old and I have a major addiction with masturbation. I got into porn when I was younger, I guess around 8, when I accidentally hit a link on my uncle's computer. It led me to a porn website, and I got very curious about it so once I got back home I typed the name of it. I clicked the first video I saw on there and watched. Suddenly, my little cunt started feeling weird, and I felt hot and dizzy. It was weird seeing a girl fuck another girl with a didlo. Eventually, I got caught. But around age 12 I would revisit the site and start masturbating. It felt so good to rub my fingers against my clit, and the climax was amazing. My addiction carried on to this very day, because it just feels so good. I really want to have someone's hot tongue licking my sweet little pussy, and have it enter me while someone's hands squeezes my boobs and rubs my nipples. I fantisize different sex sceneros, like sucking my dads cock, or licking my friend's pussy. I just can't help it, I'm super horny all the time I can't even go a week without masturbating. I don't finger myself because I still think it feels weird, so I usually just rub my little clit. Sometimes I let my little dog lick my pussy, and try to imagine someone else's tongue around me. I just wanna get fucked hard real soon cuz I'm super super horny.
#sex #14 #horny #masturbation #addiction #beastiality
I was 25. It was my birthday. I'd been seeing my boyfriend for about a year. I didn't start out intending to have sex, but I must admit that I had thought about it. I had wanted him for a while, but I was raised to wait for marriage. Still, on this particular day my desire for him was especially strong.
My boyfriend said he had a very special birthday present for me, so we went to his house. There he carried out a well executed seduction. I was more than a bit reluctant, but I was in love with him, so eventually his gentle persistence won me over. He was kind, sweet, romantic, gentle, and persistent and respectful of my feelings and eventually my resistance fell away. I couldn't resist anymore.
He had mentioned to me a few times that he had an urge to make love to me, but that he respected my feelings enough not to pursue it. I had felt the urge too, but I had always managed not to succumb to it. Somehow, this day felt different, though I didn't realize why.
He started to make small, subtle advances and I barely noticed. Or maybe I didn't want to notice. The wet kisses passed unnoticed. He mentioned again that he had been thinking a lot about making love to me lately. Gradually, the advances got more direct and forward.
Somewhere along the line, I started to say no and it came out OK. That's when I knew it was time. I was surprised, but I knew I was ready, due to his persistence. So I gave in. I was scared, nervous, uncomfortable, but exhilarated, happy, excited, and curious. I actually found myself looking forward to it. I was overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure and the romantic moment.
I sent him out of the room, then I stripped my way up the stairs, leaving a boot at the foot of the stairs, another boot a couple of steps up, my dress a couple of steps after that, my pantyhose a step up from there, my bra at the top of the stairs, and my panties hanging on the doorknob of the bedroom.
I waited completely naked on the bed, wrapped in a sheet. He quickly stripped down to his undies and climbed on the bed next to me. I was tingling. After a little foreplay, I took his underpants off. Then we curled up and gave each other oral simultaneously. We did that for about half an hour.
Then I rolled over on my back and he went inside. We had intercourse for quite a long time. He was very good, and he told me he enjoyed it too. I had two or three orgasms and he came too. It was excellent! He was very good! It was passionate and romantic, about as good as a girl's first time can be.
Afterwards, I felt a mix of emotions: sadness, exhilaration, excitement, disappointment, deep romance, nervousness, peace, a bit of regret, but also happiness, satisfaction, and a myriad of other feelings. It was all something of a jumble.
It was a wonderful first experience, very romantic and tender. He was patient and he was very good. I felt like part of me had just died, but I also felt like I had staarted an exciting new adventure, one I would enjoy many times afterwards. What a great birthday present!
In front of my balcony is are park benches. In summer, on these banks are ALWAYS old grannies, talking and gossiping about all possible shit. So I poured water on them. In the apartment above mine lived some young dude who had attracted attention because of drugs and stuff several times by now.
After one of my pouring sessions, the guy was suspected and he lost is apartment.
Btw: There's a free apartment above me right now. Is someone interested? ;-)
I have been sleeping with this guy for about two months now and I can't stop. Sex has been really good and he takes care of me quite well. I hope my boyfriend doesn't find out.
I don’t know why but I love leaving my mark on places, the idea of spray painting my own special tag on huge things, whether it’s the side of a train or buildings seems so exciting to me, the rush, the adrenaline. Me and my friend (both females age 14) have painted and written with sharpie at skateparks and random parks. It’s honestly just fun, I love going back there and seeing what I wrote and looking at other people’s work. I honestly think it’s a form of art.
But it’s also dangerous, I’m aware of how easy it is to get caught. I wish it wasn’t illegal. I haven’t done anything in at least six months though.
When I was moving to secondary school I had plenty of friends and was always the centre of attention but as soon as I moved to secondary I started to fade away like nobody notice me so at the time I thought it would be a great idea to fake my depression/suicidal thoughts to get attention I would post on social media about how I wanted to die and that nobody cared about me anymore. And it worked I was getting a lot of attention and I loved it until my childhood best friend who meant a lot to me went and told my parents I know she was only doing it to protect me but the only reason I stated doing this so she would give me more attention, I felt like shit my parents asked me why I was posting this stuff and I couldn’t tell them the real reason because I was to embarrassed and I thought they would hate me for it so I just told them that I was being bullied. I said that I was being picked on by 4 boys which I kinda was but it was only inside jokes they would call me 4 eyes and pick on me put we always saw it as a joke so I just blamed it on that, and it worked my parents told the school about the boys and they were punished and I felt so bad I actually thought about killing myself but after all this my parents took me out of school to home school me this was the worst point of my life.
My best friend slowly drifted from me I was losing all my friends and I had no one left, my parents put me into therapy (it didn’t work because there was nothing to work on). A whole year goes by of me being home schooled I’m trapped indoors most of the time because my parents won’t let me go out and I couldn’t use social media anymore so I had no way of contacting my best friend, at this point my mental state started deteriorating I was going insane until I finally snapped and ran away. I wasn’t gone for long as I had no where to go but the first place I went to was to go see my best friend she lived quite close to me so it wasn’t really a problem so I went to go see her but she didn’t want to see me I was confused until I talked to another close friend of mine and released that the whole school knew I was faking my depression for attention my heart sank because I knew that everybody would hate me now and I would lose everyone. After all this I went home and my parents were talking to the police because they were scared that I was gonna try kill myself, when I got inside the house my parents told me that they are sending me to hospital to be put on suicidal watch i didn’t want to go but I had to while I was there I saw my phone in my mothers bag and I grabbed it to try msg my best friend and explain things but when I logged into Instagram I saw hate groups mate for me saying that I should actually kill myself I felt awful but what made me hate myself even more is the fact that my best friend had blocked me and sent me a message saying that she wanted nothing to do with me my heart sank. I had lost everything I had nothing left I just wanted the pain that I caused to end so I stood up and ran to the canteen, the canteen didn’t have anything sharp in it other than the knifes they were not to sharp to stop people from killing themselves but I made it work I grabbed one and ran to the toilets I quickly locked the door some of the nurses noticed what i was doing and tried kicking down the door, I tried slitting my throught with the knife but it wouldn’t go deep enough and by the time I managed to make the knife sharp enough they had already broken down the door I was taken away from there and put into a mental hospital where I have stayed for 4 years I don’t know what my ex friends are up to now but all I know is they don’t care about me anymore no one does and it’s all my fault I only wanted my best friend to show me more attention because deep down I loved her but I was to afraid to tell her.
Sorry about the really bad English and grammar I haven’t really learned much seeing as most of my time as been spent in this hell hole my hour on the phone is nearly up so I got to go but if I was to give you a life lesson do not fake mental illness for attention it completely fucked up my life and I don’t think i will ever be able to reedem myself goodbye
And Izzy if your reading this I’m sorry I always loved you but I was to afraid to say it maybe in another life I wouldn’t be so selfish and just puck up the corage to ask you out.
#depression #bestfriend #love #suicidal #suicide #attention #fake
I love my boyfriend. But I lust for my best friend (male). We skyped the other day and video sexed. I feel so bad for doing this but I just can't stop.
Last month my 3 year girlfriend cheated on me with her ex at a her bff party. She told me about it that same week and we decided to give it a chance, she said it was a big mistake, just making out, no sex. But she was acting weird still, like there wasn't something right. And that made me the more scared. Finally, she told me still feels something for him. I mean, her ex from 5 years ago, really?! I felt my heart crushed in a million pieces, angry at myself for being such a fool.
So for these past weeks I have been going out and had many one night stands, mainly with common friends, even her BBF from that party! But mostly I have been seeing a colleague after work, she had always been very flirty with me and I told her I was planning on leaving my gf. When she's at work, we sometimes go to my (and my gf) apartment. We have sex in the kitchen, the shower, everywhere. But my favourite is the bed, there is nothing like the satisfaction of seeing my gf in our bed, the sheets still dirty from all the fun I had. She obviously thinks I am trying to cope and trying to work things out between us. I know I shouldn't be doing any of this, I still love her, but my need to fuck everything is greater. So now my objective is to have as much fun as possible and if she gets hurt, too bad!
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